back to imagined worlds,
How could wondrous creatures of surreal nature come to utter harm? Yet they do, wild with abandon in celebration, drunk with courting intrigue, dancing hooves and tree dwellers within. Abrupt drop dead, rampant brawl killings. And as faerie bodies twitch and throw, yet another sinister twilight entourage arrives.
but reality turns sinister;
Three siblings, of disturbed sky, dirt and soak, and unpleasant waking, maraud against each other finishing rituals in cacophony and mayhem, to reclaim monarchy that drives us neighbours. And we're supposed to wade into the open and knock quarrelling heads in horrific dreaming? Consider it done, only to meet the victorious tradition and guarantee a future promise, that cannot be kept.
sparrow runs okay.
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